Livestock domains.

In the Netherworld, the nine giant icicles had become empty, and a gossamer-like aura came out from below, and the icicles began to crack.

Mo Long looked at it quietly and muttered, "The nine heaven-level fierce beasts have all died in such a short period of time, it seems that the water in the Six Domains of Humans is very deep!"

"Is it a pre-regional layout?"

"In that case,"

He stood up, 2 meters tall, with a graceful upper body, long hair dancing, and a pair of slender hands pinching out a complicated magic seal.

He pressed his right hand lightly on the ground, and then the green tendons in his right arm burst out, and with a loud shout, the nine giant pillars and the ice surface exploded.

"Then don't blame me for making trouble early!"

Rumble!

It was like a volcanic eruption, and a blazing wave of air burst out, rushing straight up, blowing up the long hair of the ink dragon, roaring out of the abyss, and rushing straight into the sky of the animal domain.

Mo Long watched quietly, letting the sparks rush in his face, feeling the blazing roasting from the Prison Domain, to be precise, from Thinking of Hell.

As far as he knew, the Prison Domain was divided into four parts.

The Eight Heats.

Eight Cold Hells.

Near the Border.

Lonely Prison.

As the name suggests, the Eight Thermal Prisons are the eight hot prisons, which are divided into thinking, black rope, pushing, calling, shouting, burning, burning, and infernal.

From the front to the end, the torture and temperature in each prison have risen exponentially to the Infernal Hell, the legendary terrifying Infernal Hell!

Infernal means uninterrupted, continuous.

In the Infernal Prison, there is no time to live, there is no time to spare, there is no time to spare, there is no time to be in shape, there is no time to torture, and there is no time to suffer!

There is only despair here, and there is no liberation from eternal life, ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, millions of years, even eternity!

Mo Long shuddered just thinking about it!

And after the Infernal Prison of the Eight Thermal Prisons, there are also the Eight Cold Prisons, the Border Prisons and the Lonely Prisons that are even more indescribably terrifying!

Mo Long didn't want to think about it, otherwise his sanity would gradually crumble, and no one would be able to keep his sanity in those places, even if he was a bystander, he would be nervous at a glance.

Now he knew that he was about to face the guys in prison, these immortal and immortal things were called geistes, immortals did not forgive, demons did not accept them!

Compared with the geys in the Infernal Prison, in the eyes of this domain king, thinking about the geys in the prison is not only not terrible at all, but also a little cute.

The wandering soul in prison retains more of its previous feelings and intellect, which are naturally not harmonious and positive.

It's crazy extreme!

Their hands will become the iron claws of eagles, as long as they see each other, no matter whether they are friends and brothers or husband and wife lovers before their deaths, they will be like enemies of the tenth generation, not sharing the sky, fighting wildly with iron claws, you tear my face, I dig your heart!

Even if they don't see anyone, they will often go crazy and scratch at their faces and hearts until they tear themselves or others to pieces!

Do you think that such a death will be a hundred?

No!

Don't forget that these geists are immortal! Even if they turn into slag, a cold wind blows and they will resurrect, and their bodies will be reshaped and restored to their original state.

Then tear it again.

Again and again, year after year, there is no end, there is resurrection but no death, and the ecstasy of those who want to live forever!

That's why it's called "Wanting Hell", which means that you want to kill me, I want to kill you, and I even want to kill myself!

Well, cute!

Mo Long touched his chin, looking forward to seeing these lovely adults, expecting these adults to be able to raze the Six Domains to the ground!

I don't blame him for being a pervert, it's just that the prison domain is too terrifying, and in comparison, the geist in prison is not so terrifying.

And now they show up!

With a strange scream, a group of black shadows broke through the ice and rose into the air, gasping heavily, looking down.

Ten human geistels.

These geistes are

With sharp claws as hands, the claws were drenched in blood, and their bodies were also oozing blood, with several hideous wounds.

Their expressions did not look hideous at all, their faces were pale, their eyes were blank, their lips and teeth trembled slightly, and they let out a ghostly whisper.

They still had sparks on them, a trace of white breath all over their bodies, their mouths were dry, and their pupils exuded deep pain.

Like a bunch of suffering and suffering slaves.

"Welcome the adults out of the sea of suffering and into the animal domain!"

Mo Long bowed.

"You're the current domain king of the Animal Domain?"

One of the middle-aged geysers asked, his voice hoarse and deep as if hot oil had been poured into his throat.

"Yes, in the Molong!"

Meron replied.

"Good."

The middle-aged wandering soul said ethereally, his eyes changed, and he burst into the sky, killing in front of the ink dragon at an extremely terrifying speed, and he was about to use the iron claw black tiger to dig out his heart!

Mo Long had already taken precautions, and swept backwards, and the dragonfly opened up a safe distance.

The corners of his mouth rose and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I let you out, but you want to cut me, isn't this too unkind?"

The middle-aged ghost licked his iron claws and sneered, "Human favor? We have been tortured in the prison for countless years, and there is only one kind of love, and that is ruthlessness!"

"All living beings deserve to die!"

"Animals, humans, and the world, it's time for you to experience our pain and despair!"

After all, the ten geists killed each other together, and they fought each other for too long below, but now they fought side by side.

Ten pairs of iron claws shrouded the ink dragon like a powerful weapon that hooked the soul and demanded his life.

Mo Long looked at his white hands, covered with aura, and his hands turned into a pair of sharp dragon claws in the blink of an eye!

He's a dragon!

The pair of dragon claws were large and sharp, colliding violently with ten pairs of iron claws, tearing each other apart, sparks splattering everywhere, and blood splattering.

After a while, everything stopped.

Ten geists were torn to pieces by the ink dragon, he still admired his claws, very satisfied, how could his dragon claws be afraid of iron claws?

Suddenly.

Rumble!

There was another wave of heat below, a bloody heat wave, flesh flying, with a belated scream and wail.

Mo Long fixed his eyes, and three black shadows slowly rose.

The three black shadows each held a red iron rope and tied up a group of Iron Claw Wanderers, and each held a machete, saw, or axe in the other hand to slash at the Iron Claw Wanderer.

It was so bloody that Mo Long had had less than a tenth of the worst nightmares he had ever had, and he knew it was even harder.

Looking at the dress of these three black shadows and the guys in their hands, they must be from the Black Rope Prison after the Eight Heat Prisons!

The rope was still red just now, but it gradually turned black after being infected with blood.

"I've seen three adults!"

Mo Long saluted again, if it wasn't a last resort, he really didn't want to do anything with these immortal things, and his heart responded.

"You suppressed us before?"

One of the black-roped geysers asked.

"Yes,"

Mo Long hurriedly explained: "The little beast is also a last resort, after all, the duty is, please forgive the three adults!"

The other black-rope geist flicked the hot rope in his hand with his wrist and gradually approached: "You are really joking, then you can forgive me, because we are going to send you to Hades now!"

Three black ropes shot out at the same time, and the ink dragon was quick with his eyes, grabbed two with a pair of dragon claws, and then bit one with his mouth.

Hot mouth!

Fortunately, as a dragon, his teeth are even stronger than his claws and resistant to heat.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the blazing machetes, saws, and axes burst through the air, and when I looked again, the ink dragon had already pulled away again from the backflip.

Now that his feet have turned into dragon claws, and he has a tail like a steel whip behind him, he looks more like a dragon!

Molong

Knowing that he couldn't do well without solving these three black rope spirits, he bent his legs slightly and did not retreat to counterattack.

A lightning-fast thrust churned the space, and with a low dragon groan, he appeared behind the three.

Three black ropes and three murder weapons fell, and the black rope spirits were shattered.

Call.

Mo Long exhaled lightly, he didn't plan to stay longer, a little more stay would be more dangerous, he rose from the ground and was about to escape.

At this moment, two huge iron mountains appeared out of thin air on either side of him, and the two iron mountains slowly approached, looking like they were about to squeeze him into flesh.

Only when you are in it can you know how oppressive it is, how powerless it is.

"It's still a step too late!"

The ink dragon roared violently, and his entire body turned into a real dragon, forcibly squeezing away the deadly iron mountain, and rushed out.

He glanced back with palpitations.

A mass of meatloaf turned into a human form, the man was covered in blood, his eyes were hanging upside down, he raised his arms and opened his large hands at him.

Mo Long's tailbone was cold, and he suddenly found that there were two more iron mountains in front of him, to be precise, there were countless pairs of iron mountains, so that he had no escape.

"Big trouble!"

He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and rush wildly, and despite being scarred and bruised, he knew he had to flee.

As for fighting, he still has the slightest desire to fight.

It is said that the spirits in it are all infinitely pushed by such an iron mountain, crushed to death, and then resurrected, and then continued to be pushed.

Now the other party is using it against him!

He's not a geist, he can't be resurrected, and if he squishes it, he's finished!

The most important thing is that with Mo Long's current strength, he may be able to kill the other party with all his might, but he can't completely kill the other party.

That's the most desperate!

Nine Domains.

Wangfu.

There was a gossip compass in the courtyard, and the compass suddenly became disordered, and a trace of black gas came out of it, overflowing the mansion.

"Domain Master, this is ......"

The families will be amazed.

Wangxiao was blind, but he could feel it, and he put on the sword of killing and killing souls, and instructed, "You wait to take care of your home, and wait for me to return from killing souls!"

Wangjuan tugged at his sleeve and said reluctantly, "Dad, isn't there that Mr. Chen in the human realm, what are you worried about with him?"

Mr. Chan......

Hearing these three words again, Wang's soul destroying heart couldn't help but tremble, and he shook his head slightly: "That's different, it's my duty to eliminate souls!"

After speaking, he entered the domain gate.

With the lifting of the ban on the Netherlands, a large number of geists rushed out of the Prison Domain, first raging in the Animal Domain, and then slaughtering into the Human Domain.

Turn the human realm into a human purgatory!

Led by the Lord of the Nine Domains of the Earth and the Soul Elimination, a large group of people of insight were gathered to start a desperate battle with these immortal and inactive things.

The vast land of the human domain has set off a war that has not been seen for 10,000 years, and only the six human domains seem out of place, and they are alone!

It's like a paradise.

However, people know that the Six Domains of Man are not a real paradise, and fierce beasts and geyers are constantly invading, and there is a great danger of destroying the world.

It's just because of the existence of a person, that person seems to be supreme, any fierce beast, any geist is as fragile as paper in front of him.

"Praise the invincible!"

"Praise the invincible!"

Previously, this kind of prayer and praise was only popular in the Eastern Realms, but now it has spread to the entire Six Realms.

Whether it is the old man or the child, whether it is the powerful or the commoner, whether it is a man or a woman, whether it is a law-abiding common man, or a thief who rises day and night.

They will say, "Praise the invincible."

Many believe that this being is omnipotent, omniscient, and that their every move is under his watch.

Therefore.

Even big thieves and bandits have to be more restrained when they commit crimes, at most they get some property in order to survive, and they never dare to hurt people's lives

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As for saying that the night is not closed, it is impossible to leave the road unfounded.

No matter how deterrent the divinity is, it is difficult to truly restrain human nature!

Ten Mountains of Sects.

With Chen Feiqun here, the disciples cultivated with peace of mind, Meng Su was Wujian, Jiang Ruochu was staring at the sun and the moon, and Xiao Run went to other domains to do business.

It stands to reason that Xiao Run should stay in the Six Domains at this time of war, but he thinks that this is a great business opportunity and must not be missed.

The other disciples also cultivated according to Professor Chen Feiqun's concentration, and they were really devoted to it when they were not like Duan Shui Liu's teaching.

Can't extricate yourself.

If you don't practice for a moment, you feel like 10,000 ants are crawling on your body!

On this day, an ordinary spirit went up to the Shizong Mountain Range, the spirit was named Zhang Wuqi, and it had been in the Six Domains for a while.

Although he came from the sixth of the eight hot prisons, he still retained a trace of sanity, because he was a powerful person in his lifetime.

He had heard all kinds of legends about the Six Domains of Man, and too many fierce beasts and geisting spirits had fallen here, so he heard the news.

Unlike the previous ones who were babbling and shouting for destruction as soon as they came up, Zhang Wuqi first conducted a field survey.

He didn't show up until he was almost understood.

He came from the east, and when he went up the mountain, he saw that no one cared for him, and he brushed the toilet bowl and looked at the sun in a daze.

As for the apes and other fierce beasts, they were already frightened and trembling when they saw him coming.

Being so neglected, Zhang Wuqi was a little displeased, and said in a low voice, "I'm from the burning prison!"

"Grilled fish? Braised or braised with green onions?"

A foodie disciple asked with a smile.

The others also looked over, thinking it was time to eat, only to see a stranger coming with a scorching spark.

Seeing that he didn't open his meal, he continued to cultivate.

Zhang Wuqi laughed angrily and let out a weird laugh: "Do you know how we spent our time in the burning prison?"

"We were tied to a red-hot iron plate and beaten from head to toe with red-hot iron rods!"

"Cycle after cycle, year after year."

He thought about it, his head was reflexively painful, and as for the body, they had been numb after so many beatings.

The foodie disciple was surprised, "It turned out to be teppanyaki!"

Click!

Zhang Wuqi clenched his fists, his eyes were low, and he exhaled, the flames on his body were violent, and the terrifying momentum almost burned the entire Ten Sects Mountain Range.

At this time, Chen Feiqun walked out.

Zhang Wuqi has been under the blazing and hammering of iron rods for many years, and his spirit has already reached a point of hollowness and numbness.

I don't know what fear is.

But when he saw the man in front of him, for some reason, the flames on his body were a little weaker, and his heart was like someone had been plucked off and thrown into the Eight Cold Prisons, beating a spirit.

He knew that this was the rumored Chen Invincible Chen Feiqun!

Chen Feiqun was a little annoyed, the fierce beasts could still be used as fertilizer, but these geists were basically useless.

God has no patience every day.

He spoke, "I can not kill you, but I must go back and tell your warden, don't throw garbage at the Six Realms, or you will bear the consequences!"

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Zhang Wuqi was stunned, and when he reacted, he laughed and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! You're better than I thought, but if you want to threaten our warden, you'd better pee yourself on yourself!"

The controller of the prison domain is not called the domain king, nor is he called the domain honor, but the warden, and controls the eight hot prisons, the eight cold prisons, the near border prisons and the lonely prisons!

He is the king of the Hellland!

It's a terrifying existence that all the geists don't even dare to mention by name! They would rather face the Infernal Hell, the Lonely Prison, than face Him!

With Zhang Wuqi, a wandering soul who burned in one of the eight hot prisons, how could he be qualified to meet him, and he was not worthy of carrying shoes to others!

Chen Feiqun suddenly closed his eyes.

Opposite side.

Zhang Wuqi didn't know why, and was about to say a few more words of ridicule, when his body suddenly trembled, and then his eyes changed, from violent to peaceful.

"You cultivate well, I'll go to the Hell Realm next."

Zhang Wuqi said.

Everyone was shocked, and Shui Qingqiu was stunned: "Senior brother, how did you get into the body of the geist! This should be you, right?"

Zhang Wuqi said, "Nonsense, I have to go down and inform the warden, otherwise it will be endless."

"Oh!"

"Senior brother, why don't you use your own body?"

A disciple asked.

Chen Feiqun didn't answer, he had already disappeared from the same place and headed to the eastern realm, where the animal domain gate was.

Although his state of mind has reached the level of goodness, after all, he still has likes and dislikes, and he is afraid of soiling his clothes in the ghost place of the prison domain.

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